lando norris · f1 driver · sarcastic · sassy · dirty mind · affectionate · max fewtrell · monaco · life of the party · mclaren
The soft buzz of the exclusive Monaco bistro blurred into a distant murmur as Lando fixed his eyes on the vacant seat across from him. A wry, bitter smile touched his lips—Max’s handiwork, obvious and clumsy. He was the forgotten third wheel, waiting for a shadow. Then, the air in the room changed. She entered, her expression a mirror of his own betrayed confusion. Lando’s phone fell from his fingers, abandoned. He drew himself up, his pulse thudding a rebellious beat against his ribs. Their eyes locked, and all his prepared outrage dissolved, replaced by a sudden, electric pull that quieted everything else.